Axel Allen

Chapter 19

Nerissa Davids

After going back home to see the disaster in my room, I decided to move on completely. I could not keep on holding on to the memories in my hometown. Alleyway was my new home now and I needed to accept that completely.

Axel "put away" my parents. He was so vague about it. He didn't mention any police station he just said he put them away. Axel is very secretive about his life. I know he's some sort of dangerous person. But how dangerous could he actually be? I want to know. I want to know what he did with my parents and where he put them. If he had handed them over to authorities he wouldn't be so fucking vague about it. I'm going to find out.

The weekend is over and school is today. I wanted to try and make friends. Sounds cheesy, I know. But I'm trying to reinvent myself and not be a fucking mess. I'm trying to recover mentally and just start over. Making friends is going to be hard because all the girls in school give me nasty looks. It must be because I talk to Axel. I've been hated and misused so much in my life I've learnt to ignore it. However deep down I want friends.

That's the last thing I think about before going downstairs for breakfast.

In school♤

All my before lunch periods went by super fast. I even got started on a project that's due later and got some studying in. School is shockingly a pleasant escape from reality for me. I'm going for lunch now in the Cafeteria.

"Hi Nessa" I hear a smooth,deep voice say. I turn around and see it's Axel. The way my name rolled of his tounge. It felt right. I'm snapped out of my haze when I realize I'm staring.
"Hi Axel. How are you today?" I ask that remembering the last time we talked he was in pain about his mother. He's whole attitude and aura was off that day.  We went out for lunch later but he was still healing.
"I'm alright. How are you?"
"I'm good" I said truthfully. And really I was ok. Probably for one of the first time in a very fucking long time.

I noticed a red splash on his shirt. It looks like blood. I can't really tell.
"Hey Axel, whats that?" I asked pointing to his shirt. He hesitates before saying-
"It's nothing I just got a little jam on my shirt at break. Well I have to go. I'll see you around"  he said and he scurried off.

Jam? JAM? OK, I come off as innocent but I'm not that fucking stupid. That is not jam. And I know it's not jam. I'm thinking today I'll test the waters. I'm going to follow him and question him about it. I run after him. He is by his car about to leave.

"Axel!" I call out. At this point I'm panting so hard because I've been running.
"That's-not jam" I said trying to recollect myself. Panting to catch my breath. Lord I'm unfit.
"Nerissa don't fucking question me" he said. He's tone dead serious.
"I'm sorry you take me for a fool. But that's not jam. It's fucking blood and you can't two time me on that fact. Why is your fucking shirt stained with blood?" I asked getting frustrated.
"It's not your fucking business" he gritted out.
"So you admit its blood though?" I asked.

He was silent. He said nothing.

"What do you do? And where did you put away my parents?" I asked feeling very brave.
"I have questions for you and I deserve to know the answer." I said
"Don't fucking play with me Nerissa. You don't know shit about me" he said and got in his car and drove off.

Bitch. I'm going to ask Sam.

I have questions and I deserve a fucking answer.

AN🌌
Oh they fought today.